Every time I walk up the stairs Theo tears up after me as if it is a race. I always make sure to compliment how fast he is.
In the morning if he's in an extra playful mood he'll chase after me as I walk the length of the upper wing. I'll turn around quickly to face him and he'll stop in his tracks and jump straight in the air, front paws spastically placed as if he's planning on latching on to me. He'll quickly reverse directions and run the other way.
Oh the fun we have.